readx;?“ Everyone has their own story, I no longer play the piano, but I can make the piano, this has become my purpose in the future, I have lost my lover, but my lover's soul will come back after thousands of years, let me meet ...... again" The pianist said and took out the yellowed picture scroll from his bosom. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info [Latest Chapter Reading]

When I opened the scroll, I saw a handsome man with a long hair shawl, and the long hair was the same white hair as Zi Nian...... The Purple Year and the man in the painting are both beautiful people, but the styles are different, the water chestnuts are distinct, obviously, it is not the Purple Year. Only hair is flowing, loose, and uninhibited......

When Zi Nian saw the white hair, he seemed to see the sadness and melancholy in the eyes of the people in the painting...... In an instant, his heart was moved, he must have experienced a thousand tribulations.

"This is my love, he has been dead for a long, long time, but I said that we would meet again, and I saw a man walking towards me in my past and present life, full of gray hair, and then, I met you at the foot of the city...... It's really you. The luthier said.

"Heh......" Zi Nian smiled dumbly, "Thank you for your kindness, I'm afraid the person who reunited with you is not me, I'm sure it's not." Zinian said.

"Someone once pointed out to me that a reunion is not a reunion between you and your lost lover in the real sense, but a reunion in a certain sense...... That's why I met you, and I know I'm not going to meet a man with white hair in this life...... Stay, stay with me, we share each other's stories together, heal each other's heartaches together, tie the knot together, a hundred years of harmony, maybe you will never meet the same sad woman again, can understand your heart...... Do you understand...... People don't need to live alone...... I also realized it after I was lonely for a long time. The woman burst into tears, and she was touching.

The emotion in her eyes was real.

"Wouldn't it be nice to keep us together...... the woman whimpered with great strength, and the vases around her were shattered by her grief......

Zi Nian didn't expect her to say such a thing at all.

"It seems like we've only met once or twice, wouldn't it be too hasty for you to make a promise like this......" Zi Nian said.

"Because I know if I miss it, there won't be any more. And you're the one I'm waiting for. That's why I'm no longer subtle, let you come to see me......" After the woman finished speaking, she took out a well-preserved crescent-shaped jade pendant and handed it to Zi Nian.

"We all have people we love in our hearts, and this doesn't affect us from starting a new life with each other, understanding each other, and relying on each other, isn't that good...... That's the end story. This is also the truth that I have used for many years and endured a lot of pain to understand, I don't want you to experience the road I have traveled again, it is too painful, cross this link......" said the pianist.

Her words were somewhat similar to what her little aunt had said, and when she heard this, Zi Nian was crying again in her heart, stroking her jade pendant and hanging it on her waist again......

Only I know how much I miss her! How much I miss it!

However, there is no substitute for anyone!

"Thank you again for your kindness, I have no fate with Peach Blossom. Farewell. Zi Nian sighed. Eventually left. He heard her crying behind him, however, Zi Nian didn't reply, he was used to rejection and indifference.

"I don't know your name yet...... That's always going to tell me. The luthier's mournful voice.

"No one." Zinian still hasn't looked back.